Corruption Of The Moonstone

Facade

"Oh no they DON'T!" Crusher quietly hissed.

"Crusher, come on..." Pickle pleaded. "Let's just forget this whole plan!"

"NO!" Crusher snarled.

"But what can YOU do, Crusher?" Pickle asked.

"I'm gonna make sure I get the Sunstone first!" Crusher grinned.

"Uh, how, exactly, are you gonna do that?" Pickle raised an eyebrow. "Even YOU don't know where the Sunstone is,"

"Yes, but THEY do," Crusher smirked, eyes flashing. "I just need to create a little... facade,"

"What do you mean by... facade?" Pickle hated to ask.

Crusher didn't answer. Instead, his smirk widened while his crystal blue eyes glowed with intensity. Suddenly, black rocks began to sprout out from the ground, trapping Pickle in a cage and lifting him. The green truck gasped in horror.

"Hey!!"

"Oh, calm down, Pickle, you're fine," Crusher rolled his eyes.

"What are you doing THIS for, Crusher?!"

"Easy," Crusher snickered. "Why beat them when you can join them?"

Pickle looked confused. "Wh-What...?"

"Oh, Pickle, don't you get it?" Crusher grinned. "Once I 'ask' for help because they see you trapped, they'll think that I'd do ANYTHING for my best friend, as you would for me, and lead me straight to the Sunstone for sure!"

"Crusher, that's insane!" Pickle cried out.

"Insane enough to work," Crusher evilly laughed. "Just act with me, and everything will go according to plan,"

"But this is way wrong!" the green truck protested.

"And you've got anything against it?" Crusher snarled, eyes flashing icy blue again as he glared up at the other. "It's either you're with me or against me on this, Pickle."

Pickle sighed before backing down. Crusher smirked.

"Good to know that you've chosen the right side," Crusher then took a deep breath, eyes ceasing it's glow as he backed up a bit before letting out a scream. "PICKLE!"

His scream reached Roarian, AJ, Blaze and Sparkle, who jumped in shock at his voice.

"That's Crusher!" Blaze gasped. "And it sounds like Pickle's in trouble!"

"Come on!" AJ cried.

The sped over to the bush as fast as the could. The found Crusher glancing up fearfully at a rock cage... which had Pickle trapped inside!

"I... I don't know how it happened!" Crusher lied. "We were playing and then... that happened!"

"HELP!" Pickle played on the lie, grumbling internally to himself for fooling the others like this. "Blaze, HELP!"

"Don't worry, Pickle," Blaze said. "We've found a solution, and we're gonna get you, my parents and our friends outta there."

"Blaze? I have a question," Sparkle piped in. "The ground is too dangerous to drive on with all those rocks popping up, so... how are we gonna find the sunstone and the magical scrolls?"

"Flying would be our option, right Roarian?" Blaze turned to Roarian.

"It indeed would," Roarian replied. "Now, you three hold still."

Roarian flapped his wings and hovered over the ground. His sunstone sent it's magic towards Blaze, Sparkle and Crusher. The orange truck squealed in excitement while the dark blue gasped.